And Hereby Hangs a Tale of Murder
The year was 1920. The Great War was over. Peace had been declared two years before, yet the devastated people in Europe were still struggling to get their lives back to normal again. The people in Greece were no different except for the unscrupulous few whose wontedness included murder.
This then, as you’ll read in the story that follows, is of an unconscionable Greek who immigrated to America believing that killing his fellow man was the only way for him to achieve financial success.
--o--
CHAPTER ONE:
Christina Cristodulos was returning to Giannina, the city in northern Greece where she was born. As she rode along in the dilapidated four-in-hand carriage, she was inundated with woeful thoughts of the terrible ordeal that awaited her there, and it made her feel wretched.
There was no doubt in her mind that the reason she was sent to visit relatives in Thessaloniki was because her parents didn't want her in Giannina while they made arrangements with a marriage broker to find a husband for her.
Getting a husband by dint of a matchmaker was a Greek custom that Christina detested. It was the sort of marriage that she prayed she would never have to endure. Nevertheless, because of the love and respect that she had for her parents, she knew that if such an ordeal did befall her she would not rebel against it. However, when she thought about being wed under such deplorable circumstances, and she thought about it often, she would pray, ‘Dear God, just make him a decent man; that’s all I ask,’ and then she would cross herself.
Thinking of being married to a stranger, someone she never met, made Christina nauseous. Also, the uncomfortable carriage in which she was riding added to her queasiness. She felt well enough, however, to sympathize with the anxieties that her traveling companions were harboring, for the unpaved mountainous roads were hazardous and there was also the fear, which wasn't unfounded, of highwaymen stopping the carriage and ravishing the female passengers.
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This then, as you’ll read in the story that follows, is of an unconscionable Greek who immigrated to America believing that killing his fellow man was the only way for him to achieve financial success.
--o--
CHAPTER ONE:
Christina Cristodulos was returning to Giannina, the city in northern Greece where she was born. As she rode along in the dilapidated four-in-hand carriage, she was inundated with woeful thoughts of the terrible ordeal that awaited her there, and it made her feel wretched.
There was no doubt in her mind that the reason she was sent to visit relatives in Thessaloniki was because her parents didn't want her in Giannina while they made arrangements with a marriage broker to find a husband for her.
Getting a husband by dint of a matchmaker was a Greek custom that Christina detested. It was the sort of marriage that she prayed she would never have to endure. Nevertheless, because of the love and respect that she had for her parents, she knew that if such an ordeal did befall her she would not rebel against it. However, when she thought about being wed under such deplorable circumstances, and she thought about it often, she would pray, ‘Dear God, just make him a decent man; that’s all I ask,’ and then she would cross herself.
Thinking of being married to a stranger, someone she never met, made Christina nauseous. Also, the uncomfortable carriage in which she was riding added to her queasiness. She felt well enough, however, to sympathize with the anxieties that her traveling companions were harboring, for the unpaved mountainous roads were hazardous and there was also the fear, which wasn't unfounded, of highwaymen stopping the carriage and ravishing the female passengers.
And Hereby Hangs a Tale of Murder
The year was 1920. The Great War was over. Peace had been declared two years before, yet the devastated people in Europe were still struggling to get their lives back to normal again. The people in Greece were no different except for the unscrupulous few whose wontedness included murder.
This then, as you’ll read in the story that follows, is of an unconscionable Greek who immigrated to America believing that killing his fellow man was the only way for him to achieve financial success.
--o--
CHAPTER ONE:
Christina Cristodulos was returning to Giannina, the city in northern Greece where she was born. As she rode along in the dilapidated four-in-hand carriage, she was inundated with woeful thoughts of the terrible ordeal that awaited her there, and it made her feel wretched.
There was no doubt in her mind that the reason she was sent to visit relatives in Thessaloniki was because her parents didn't want her in Giannina while they made arrangements with a marriage broker to find a husband for her.
Getting a husband by dint of a matchmaker was a Greek custom that Christina detested. It was the sort of marriage that she prayed she would never have to endure. Nevertheless, because of the love and respect that she had for her parents, she knew that if such an ordeal did befall her she would not rebel against it. However, when she thought about being wed under such deplorable circumstances, and she thought about it often, she would pray, ‘Dear God, just make him a decent man; that’s all I ask,’ and then she would cross herself.
Thinking of being married to a stranger, someone she never met, made Christina nauseous. Also, the uncomfortable carriage in which she was riding added to her queasiness. She felt well enough, however, to sympathize with the anxieties that her traveling companions were harboring, for the unpaved mountainous roads were hazardous and there was also the fear, which wasn't unfounded, of highwaymen stopping the carriage and ravishing the female passengers.
This then, as you’ll read in the story that follows, is of an unconscionable Greek who immigrated to America believing that killing his fellow man was the only way for him to achieve financial success.
--o--
CHAPTER ONE:
Christina Cristodulos was returning to Giannina, the city in northern Greece where she was born. As she rode along in the dilapidated four-in-hand carriage, she was inundated with woeful thoughts of the terrible ordeal that awaited her there, and it made her feel wretched.
There was no doubt in her mind that the reason she was sent to visit relatives in Thessaloniki was because her parents didn't want her in Giannina while they made arrangements with a marriage broker to find a husband for her.
Getting a husband by dint of a matchmaker was a Greek custom that Christina detested. It was the sort of marriage that she prayed she would never have to endure. Nevertheless, because of the love and respect that she had for her parents, she knew that if such an ordeal did befall her she would not rebel against it. However, when she thought about being wed under such deplorable circumstances, and she thought about it often, she would pray, ‘Dear God, just make him a decent man; that’s all I ask,’ and then she would cross herself.
Thinking of being married to a stranger, someone she never met, made Christina nauseous. Also, the uncomfortable carriage in which she was riding added to her queasiness. She felt well enough, however, to sympathize with the anxieties that her traveling companions were harboring, for the unpaved mountainous roads were hazardous and there was also the fear, which wasn't unfounded, of highwaymen stopping the carriage and ravishing the female passengers.
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| BN ID: | 2940012654106 |
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| Publisher: | Linda Jones |
| Publication date: | 04/21/2011 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 225 KB |
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